In my alma mater, Santo Tomas <br />We had heard of a mysterious tale <br />Of a gentle, young Spanish friar who was <br />A sight that turned anyone very pale. <br /> <br />They said he was a handsome novice <br />And that time, his superior took fancy. <br />But the events after that were amiss, <br />When this friar was lost into mystery. <br /> <br />They say he had been beheaded <br />By civilians the Spanish called 'Indios' <br />Though no one believed what was said, <br />And presumed the circumstances - devious. <br /> <br />Through the years the old building there saw <br />The appearance of a friar without head, <br />Frightening students in this age and so <br />There were masses and prayers for this dead. <br /> <br />It seemed the solution was ineffective- <br />For soon the appearances became many, <br />The building had seemed quite conducive <br />And the ghosts there included the nunnery! <br /> <br />At graduation, we avoided that building <br />For fear the friar will greet us 'Congrats! ' <br />And had sighed much relief at the leaving <br />Santo Tomas, and its ghostly 'frats'. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />- <br />Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello <br />February 17,2010 <br />Philippines<br /><br />Cynthia BuhainBaello<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-headless-friar-of-santo-tomas/
